Theory of the Crows Chords & Lyrics by The National
Theory of the Crows
guitar chords lyrics
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Theory of the Crows - The National
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Tabbed by: Yosefxp
E-mail: [email protected]
Tuning: Standard
Hi everyone,
Pretty simple tab as it's just three chords.
There are a lot of pulloffs in this song as the chords are played so just do them
how you feel.
They occur mainly on the A and D chords (Though I swear that I hear them on the Bm
too) and generally go..
D A
|--2--3--2--| |--0--0--0--|
|--3--3--3--| |--2--3--2--|
|--2--2--2--| |--2--2--2--|
|--0--0--0--| |--2--2--2--|
|-----------| |--0--0--0--|
|-----------| |-----------|
There is also often a little run up from A to Bm:
|--0------2--|
|--2------3--|
|--2------4--|
|--2------4--|
|--0--0-1-2--|
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Intro
D A Bm A
D
Where crybabies cry
In the United States
A
Bright white on both sides
Like a plate
Bm
Nobody listens
Nobody should
A
It'd be a waste of attention
D
Not enough money
To buy a PC
A
So I'll come in this weekend
Asleep on my feet
Bm
And if I forget you
A
I'll have nobody left to forget
D
I guess that's what assholes get
A
Traded my day light
Bm A
For a career
D A
But I need you to disprove
Bm A
My theory of the crows
D
Pouring my fingers across the keys
A
Will someone review my salary please?
Bm
I'm selling my time to the man who sells style
A
That time should be mine to waste on you
D
I'll suck off investors
I'll suck off VCs
A
I'm losing my posture from time on my knees
Bm
They treat me so well
Cause I'll do anything
A
It's in my nature of service
D A
But I'll need you to disprove
Bm A
My theory of the crows
D
Kids of the wealthy are raised by the poor
A
You send daughters to Los Angelos and New York
Bm
I need mine to see me
When I wake up
A
I need mine to know
D
That I'm what they come to
A
That I'm what they come to
Bm
That I'm what they come to
A D
A
That I'm what they come to
Bm A
D
When they come home